Renda Writer

Renda Writer - Colors - Poem by Renda Writer

Mismanagement damages the fabricsWoven by the chosen fewThe pointing finger chose youRed light specialCode blueBlue light special Red lightStopGreen goGreen moneyGreen grassoGreen leavesThen the green leavesUnless we start living greenGreen seemsTo be commonThe common themeThe common groundIs colorWe're all brothers from another mother smothered by The sun and the skyEverything under the sun has not yet been doneAnd why?